Long-time readers of this blog will no doubt be aware of my affection for weird poetry; unfortunately this does not extend to Death Poems - my least favourite of Ligotti’s works. That is not to say Ligotti is incapable of producing fine, free-verse poetry: This Degenerate Little Town, and the lyrics to The Unholy City being cases in point; but for some reason the content of Death Poems leaves me cold.
But I suppose that is rather the point of Ligotti.
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